My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"Then trouble Jiang? Brother, help me, I will use the law of unfeeling to persuade him to let go."

Ye Longyuan said politely.

"Don't worry, in the mirage, I promise he can't hurt you!"

As Jiang said, he waved his hand and a rippling ripple appeared in front of his eyes.

The dark magic **** was yelling frantically inside, letting Jiang go out to fight.

"Hey, he can't see us, you can use your unfeeling rules in the space where he is."

Ye Longyuan couldn't help but be amazed. Although this mirage law is very weak offensive, its defense is truly amazing.

"With the help of a strong man like Jiang? It is no wonder that Ye Fan can turn danger to a bane under the attack of the two kingdoms."

The Protoss has also been following and reporting this war.

Ye Longyuan also heard about it.

"Ouch! Brother Long Yuan what you said... I'm just messing around, Sword God Lord and Sanjue are the real powerhouses!"

Jiang's face bloomed with a smile.

Not much gossip, Ye Longyuan began to use the law of unfeeling, exerting influence on the dark magic god.

No matter how the dark magic **** yelled frantically, his fierce aura continued to weaken after he was constantly interfered by the law of unfeeling.

Just like boiling a frog in warm water, after two full days of purification, the Dark Dharma God has become fragile from the initial mania.

The Dark Dharma God was in the mirage, constantly crying and crying, as if thinking of the suffering he had suffered in this life, feeling that life is better than death.

"It's amazing... dear, those monks from the Aragonese Buddhist kingdom, there is something!"

Jiang licked his tongue, the sword intent was combined with the Dharma, and then he realized such a law?

Advise people to practice good swordsmanship? See you for the first time!

"Brother Jiang, let him out, he won't hurt people anymore."

"Let...let him out?"

Jiang He hesitated: "Okay, there is room for his dark magic to be transmitted. If he runs away, it will be difficult to catch it again!"

"No, now his heart is immersed in suffering, I will take him to Aragon, in the temple, let him get a new life."

Jiang? Nothing, so he had to remove the mirage.

As soon as it was removed, a black and golden phoenix flame suddenly turned into a huge evil sword, and fell from the sky!

"Honglian Suihuangyan!"

Just listen to the sound of blasting flames, the heat wave swept across, and the black fire rose to the sky!

The dark magic **** in this black and gold pillar of fire, the form and spirit are all destroyed!

This time, because he just wanted to die, he didn't use the curse of hatred at all.

"Emperor Fengyan? Miss Xiao Xin'er?"

Jiang was stunned. He didn't expect that there was someone outside waiting for the final execution.

In a red dress, Xiao Xin'er with long hair fluttering down like a fairy red lotus.

"Long time no see, Uncle Long Yuan".

Xiao Xin'er and the Ye family brothers were colleagues back then, and when they saw it again, she was a little bit emotional.

"Xin'er! Why are you killing him? He doesn't have the heart to fight cruelty anymore."

Ye Longyuan frowned.

"He is not dead, and the Dark Temple will not be able to welcome a new owner. Anyway, he is full of evil, and even wants to move his mother and Tuantuan, there is nothing wrong with killing him."

"Su Qingxue also asked you to come?"

Xiao Xiner shrugged and did not deny.

Ye Longyuan sighed and shook his head, "She is really a decisive woman."

"Uncle Long Yuan, you were a ruthless person in Hidden Dragon back then. Why are you practicing Buddhism now?"

"Look at your sword intent and law. You have Buddhist things and a monk's robe. Do you want to become a monk?"

Xiao Xin'er couldn't believe it.

"The last time I separated from Ye Fan in Aragon, I followed Master Chen to practice."

"I really want to become a monk. I have experienced so much. I feel that the past is all my obsession."

"But Master Chen did not accept me, saying that my six roots are impure, and I have not really reached the time to become a monk."

"Thinking about it, maybe I still want to talk to Ye Fan..."

Xiao Xin'er let out a "Huh" and hugged herself.

"The goose bumps are all falling off, Uncle Long Yuan, don't tell me, I have a headache."

"You want to help, I'm still happy, multiple planes, there is always one more hope, then let's go back."

Mechanical temple.

When Xiao Xin'er returned with Ye Longyuan, the women already knew.

Su Qingxue, Nie Wuyue, Tuantuan, and a few women at home came out to greet them.

"Thank you Dad, the dark magic is not easy to kill, you helped a lot."

Su Qingxue held Tuantuan in one hand, and touched her daughter's plump cheek with the other.

"Call Grandpa, Grandpa saved you this time."

Tuan Tuan felt a little strange, but Nuo Nuo still yelled "Grandpa".

Ye Longyuan looked at Su Qingxue with complicated eyes, but didn't say anything, and turned to look at Tuantuan kindly.

Ye Longyuan stretched out his hand and gently shook Tuantuan's small hand, "good".

"You haven't changed much".

Ye Longyuan turned his head and said to Nie Wuyue with a smile.

"My son's filial piety made me feel moisturized and naturally maintained well."

"Aren't you in the kingdom of heaven? Why did you come here suddenly?"

Nie Wuyue asked lightly.

"I heard that Ye Fan was missing, only to realize that I still have some concerns in my heart."

"I came here this time to see if I can help a little bit and find Ye Fan."

"Perhaps...between our father and son, there has always been a lack of an opportunity to open up our hearts and speak out."

"Master Lichen said, if you don't really face it, how can you let it go? This is indeed the truth."

Ye Longyuan sighed.

Nie Wuyue smiled and said nothing.

"My husband is fine, it just takes some time to find him," Su Qingxue said.

"If there is anything I can help, I can say as soon as possible," Ye Longyuan said.

Su Qingxue nodded, and the group entered the temple.

As soon as he entered, Ye Longyuan found something wrong.

"The time here is different?"

"Hehe, did you find it? Uncle Long Yuan, I was the one who made a big battle."

Ling Yuwei blinked.

After Ling Yuwei's own strength has improved, the Universe Promise Formation has been strengthened, and the time difference effect has been improved again.

The day outside can be extended to nearly two years inside!

Although it takes a long time, it does not necessarily increase how much the cultivation base will inevitably increase.

However, for women, they can have a lot of time to understand the plane level.

Especially for Sally, as long as she has time, she can steadily become stronger.

"It's really amazing, it's no wonder that your strength has increased rapidly in such a short time."

Ye Longyuan sighed, but was not envious, he was already bearish on these.

At the end, Feng Yueying and Nie Wuyue.

Ever since Ye Fan disappeared, Feng Yueying and Xu Lingshan were also anxious, and came to the temple from Honghuang to help do some work within their ability.

"Mom, when Dad comes back this time, the whole person has changed, you..." Feng Yueying stopped talking.

"Silly boy, I know what you want to ask, but it's impossible for us."

Nie Wuyue smiled and shook her head.

"why?"

Nie Wuyue smiled and said: "Because... I found that I don't hate him at all when I see him again."

"When you no longer hold a grudge against someone who abandons you, it actually means that you no longer love him."

"Today's Ye Longyuan, to me, is his son's biological father, nothing more."

Feng Yueying was a little sorry, but nodded in understanding.

"Actually, it's good. Looking at his dad's appearance, he also put aside a lot and plans to devote himself to practicing Buddhism."

Nie Wuyue smiled and said, "But to be honest, when he killed him two days ago and saved me and Tuantuan with a single knife, he was quite handsome."

"I really didn't read the wrong person back then. Ye Fan's father's genes are still OK."

Feng Yueying chuckled, nodded, and gave a thumbs up.

At this time, the temple suddenly vibrated violently!

"boom!"

A muffled explosion!

"what's the situation!?"

Ye Longyuan asked with a look of error.